The Jelly-Jar

Linda woke up at last, but she still felt very tired. Raul was sitting at the foot of the bed stroking her foot. He told her she had been asleep for days. A distended sack of flesh seemed to be growing from his midsection. It covered up half of Linda's left leg.

"Is that your stomach?" she asked. She moved her leg and it quivered and squeaked.

"Yeah, it just keeps growing and growing," he said.

"It must be very hard on you."

"No. It's quite soft," he said, stroking his amorphous paunch.

Linda noticed his nipples had become transparent. There was an eye behind the left nipple, and it winked at her. A tear rolled down her cheek. "When you poop," she said, "I think it will hurt a lot. But we'll have a new friend."